Broken and Damned

I don’t need you She said as she tossed them all away I can control my life without you You’re not welcome here to stay She decided it wasn’t worth it Trying to hide her shame It didn’t help her help herself Only reminded her of her pain Only good can come of this She will learn to finally stand Cutting is for the weak of heart The broken and the damned She lied to anyone and everyone To hide away the scars Now the truth will be told Shouted out to the stars He felt his warm heart beating Loudly inside his chest He was finally giving up Finally sitting down to rest He degraded thousands of women By viewing the unseen He was able to get some action By looking at a screen Only good can come of this He will learn to finally stand Pornography is for the weak of heart The desperate and the damned He was done with the excuses The Who’s, Where’s and Why’s? Pictures would not consume him Broken girls full of lies She was done with all the bruises The welts and broken bones The hurt that she inflicted To show her child he was alone She couldn’t take back the screaming Or those mortifying fights But she could get some help In the darkness shine some light Only good can come of this She will learn to finally stand Abuse is for the weak of heart The raged and the damned She wouldn’t raise her fist again Her voice would keep its’ tone The joy would be known all around When the child felt less alone He was done with all the skin On his bone it limply lay He would stop the toilet flushing Eat and find a way All those empty nights Into a mirror he’d simply stare Why he wasn’t lean and thin Too bad he really cared Only good can come of this He will learn to finally stand Bulimia is for the weak of heart The warped and the damned He would start on the road To begin a battle held within It was a long journey before him But throwing up would never win I will help the bleeding Kiss the cuts, burns, and scars I will project the voice To those who need the stars I will help the adulterers Rip the ‘A’s’ from their chests I will unplug their access Give them security to finally rest I will help the furious Restrain abuse for the boy I will be a candle burning Be first to spread the joy I will help the hungry Insecure from mirrored nights I will restore self beauty Join them on a road to win the fight Only good will come from this He shows others how to stand God didn’t create “weak of heart” “Broken” or lastly, “Damned” -Katie London-